I didn't hear from Declan again until bedtime. He called as I was watching a true crime drama on Netflix. “You weren't asleep, were you?" he asked.
“No. I was just watching TV in bed."
“It's only eight-thirty."
“Way to make me feel old."
He chuckled. “Sorry. I thought Cam was the only one who went to bed at eight-thirty."
“I have an early morning slammed with neuters from the Humane Society."
“Poor guys. They have no idea they're spending their last night with their balls."
“Hopefully, they realize how much trouble they get into because of what's dangling between their legs," I countered.
“True. But it does make life worthwhile."
“Whatever," I laughed.
“Are you home?"
“Nope. I'm stuck in the car for another half hour."
“And you thought you'd call me as a means to pass the time?
